imperial psychologist

Chapter 488 Canary
In Qinyuan, Mr. Heng Yuan was replaying the chess game he and Bo Ling played in the Punishment Department alone.

There is no doubt that Berlin lost, but not by much, and played beautifully.

This already shows how much her chess strength has improved in the past month or so... Although, it is still far from the point where Tian Yuan can beat him in the first move.

Under the lamp, he suddenly remembered Bai Ling's words, "It's always better to die cleanly than to live like Mr. Heng Yuan, isn't it?"

Mr. Hengyuan scratched his head lightly while holding the chess piece.

...How do you feel being hated again?

It seems that no matter whether he is hot or cold, tough or gentle, a person like Bo Ling will always be indifferent to the olive branch he stretches out.

why.

There was a sound of the door opening outside, and after a while, Han Chong strode in.

During this period of time, he basically only appeared at night - because in theory, Han Chong is still chasing Wei Shishi's whereabouts in other places and should not appear in Pingjing City.

He was indeed very concerned about Wei Shishi's whereabouts, but Mr. Hengyuan summoned him back with a letter, so he could only come back.

"I have already sent someone to follow." Han Chong said softly, "The condition of the Bai family father and son is fine now."

"Yeah." Mr. Hengyuan nodded, "Okay."

"When is Duke Ming going to do it?"

"... What hands are you moving?"

"Kill the father and son of the Bai family." Han Chong replied with some hesitation, he looked at Hengyuan Jun, "...Didn't Duke Ming tell Bai Ling himself this morning?"

Mr. Hengyuan was still looking at the chess game, "When did I say I wanted to kill them?"

Han Chong thought for a while, "Ask Bo Ling, do you want her father and brother to die equally happily?"

Mr. Hengyuan nodded again, and he raised his eyes to look at Han Chong, "What's the benefit to us by killing them?"

Han Chong was a little uncertain, "...let Bai Ling obey."

"If everyone is dead, how can you make Bo Ling obedient?"

Han Chong frowned, "Then Minggong...does he want the little emperor to do something later, so as to further drive a wedge between him and Bo Ling?"

"The little emperor won't do anything," Mr. Heng Yuan said softly, "What the two doctors of the Bai family have done in the Pingjing Hetai Hospital over the years is obvious to all. No matter whether they go to Jiangzhou or other places in the future, As long as they don't return to Pingjing, there will be a lot of benefits and no disadvantages.

"So out of Pingjing, Bai Shijun and Bai Yi are safe." Mr. Hengyuan smiled lightly, "Why did Bai Ling dare to attack the emperor...she is just betting that the emperor will not continue on this matter Get angry."

Mr. Heng Yuan started to pack the chess pieces on the chessboard.

He lowered his eyes and said, "...It seems that Bo Ling made the right bet."

"Then why did Mr. Ming send someone to follow the Bai family father and son?" Han Chong couldn't figure it out, "...won't it be to secretly protect their safety?"

"Master Han, don't you understand?" Mr. Heng Yuan smiled, "Think about it again?"

Han Chong thought for a long time before he forced himself to speak, "...Should I understand?"

Mr. Heng Yuan supported the ground and stood up. He had been sitting in the room for too long and felt a little dull.

"Didn't you always want to arrest Wei Shishi?" Mr. Hengyuan whispered, "Bai Ling died last month, and this month the Bai family father and son were imprisoned...Wei Shishi has been recovering from his injuries for almost a month, you Would he stand by and watch?"

Han Chong finally came to a realization, he opened his mouth slightly - Duke Ming's eyes are...really too sharp!

"I'm actually not very interested in Wei Shishi." Mr. Hengyuan said in a low voice, "It's just because Mr. Han is obsessed with this, so I'll just give you a few favors...

"I know some things, if you don't do it yourself, you will always be obsessed," Mr. Heng Yuan clasped his hands and put them in his sleeves, "but obsession sometimes blinds people's eyes and makes them forget themselves. What was originally wanted."

Mr. Heng Yuan walked up to Han Chong and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

"Master Han, be careful."

Mr. Hengyuan opened the door and was about to go out. Han Chong was puzzled for a moment, he turned around, "...is Mr. Ming trying to persuade me to stop?"

"No, I'm just talking about my own insights."

Mr. Heng Yuan looked sideways, and turned his face for about a minute or two, "Your Excellency Han, do whatever you want, I don't have any opinions."

……

After this, I don't know how much time has passed.

In the Department of Punishment, Bo Ling often heard screams from the upper floors.

The palace doesn't know why, there will always be palace people who make big mistakes.They were accused of various crimes because of some trivial matters, were sent to the Department of Punishment, and then lost their lives in pain.

Bo Ling suddenly remembered that she had heard from Bao Yuan that exiled prisoners would leave after the fifteenth day, while death row prisoners who were to be executed had to wait until the first month of the month.

It is difficult to know the specific time in the underground prison. Whenever a jailer came to deliver two meals, Bo Ling would take the box of lip balm and draw a line on the wall.

On this day, Berlin woke up—but the jailer who came to deliver breakfast hadn't come yet.

She counted the days, today is the first day of February.

She waited quietly in the dark, and soon the jailer finally arrived—the food this morning was extraordinarily rich, not to mention the rice didn't smell bad at all, and there were also good-looking sauced duck and vegetables.

Bai Ling chewed heavily, and the jailer on the side watched, and couldn't help frowning slightly, "... eat slowly?"

She pretended she didn't hear it, and put the bowls and chopsticks away after eating. Before she had time to say another word, someone covered her head with a black cloth bag from behind.

Along the way, Bai Ling was chained to her hands and feet, and she was dragged forward in a somewhat stumbling manner. She felt as if she had been pushed into a prison van, and then was taken to a room surrounded by people. .

There were sobs everywhere, some of the voices of children, some of girls.

After staying in this room for about half an hour, through the black cloth bag, Bo Ling still suddenly felt a bright light—someone suddenly opened the door of the room.

The visitor kept talking in a low voice, and Bai Ling pricked up his ears. The other party seemed to be speaking a certain dialect. She could hear it clearly, but she couldn't quite understand it.

After a while, everyone in this room was taken out again.

Everyone's iron shackles were taken off and replaced by rough hemp ropes. About 20 people were tied to one rope. If anyone wanted to run, they would be dragged back and forth and fell into one piece, followed by a series of whips and scolding. fell down.

The crowd finally stopped.

Some strong men started to remove the hoods that covered everyone's faces.

For a moment, Bai Ling couldn't open her eyes. She covered her eyes and adjusted for a while, and finally saw the scene in front of her clearly.

Before and after her, there are all a group of dirty young women. The clothes they wear are not lacking in expensive fabrics, but the damage, oil stains... and even blood stains have made these clothes lose their original luster.

Berlin looked up.

Ahead, the golden silk cage of Baihuaya—the dome of the main building that she had passed by many times and stopped to watch, was shining brightly under the gloomy early morning sky.

(End of this chapter)